EC Purple Saints [Faction]

[Celtic Corpse]

Tnx xD
And yea ChaNCe its Locotes, better than the LA gang pack.

[Squeak]

EC Purple Saints
For OOC purposes only.

Name IG:Kamil Jefferson

Character Story:Our Story will begin with Kamil at age 12 at Wilson Middle school near the First Marcy Projects in 1980.
The air is cool, the breeze soft as a young Kamil Jefferson rides his bike with two friends. They ride to Glen Park, but don't dare cross the river due to The "Crips" on the other side. So, they ride home as they normally due, Kamil being in the front of the pack. An older boy appears and says to Kamil "Hey punk, gimme yo' bike!" Kamil as scared as he was stood his ground. Kamil's friends ride away to leave Kamil to fend for himself. The older boys says "Bi*ch, di'ent you hear me? Gimme yo' bike!" Kamil says nothing and attempts to grab the handlebars from the kid, as he does the older boy strikes Kamil down and rides away with his bike. Kamil being beaten and sore walks home to First Marcy. He walks up to his house and sees a group of men with red bandana's in their back pockets, they call him over. The oldest one who is about 17 says "Hey 'lil brotha' I saw you got jacked two blocks out." Kamil nods yes.
"If you ever need any help with them busta's come see us, 'aight ?" Kamil nods yes again and walks inside.

*FAST FORWARD TO AGE 18, Kamil has been jumped into the Marcey Bloods*
*8:30* "Whas' happenin' witcha' brotha'?" Kamil says to another blood. "Nuttin' man." responds the man. Kamils says "'Ey homie grab 'dat 'gat over there, let's roll on GPC's!" The blood nods and picks up an Automatic MAC-10, and hands it to Kamil.

*FAST FORWARD TO 11:30*
" 'Ey homie, right 'ere!" The Blood driving shuts his lights off. Kamil Leans his head out the window with the MAC in hand and says
" 'EY CRAB *ITCHES!" Kamil unloads his weapon on a group of 4 Crips.

*FAST FORWARD TO next Tuesday*
*Police Storm in through Kamil's front door* "AW SHIT!" Kamil shouts as he is thrown to the floor by six LSPD officers.

*COURT DATE*
"In the Case of Kamil Jefferson, You are guilty of 1 count Manslaughter and Attempted Murder! I Sentence you to 6 years in Santiago State Penitentiary!"
Says the Judge as she slams the gavel.

*Fast forward to 1992*
Kamil arrives at Unity Station and steps off the bus, he looks around at the Graffiti on the walls and syringes in the street.
Kamil heads home to First Marcy and finds O.G Turtle with some of the homboys from Marcey. Turtle embraces him.
" 'Ey homie, there's some people I want you to meet, this young brotha' named 'Hale' "

Previous Characters:
Squeak_Araatus, Squeak_Martinez, David_Mendez and stuff

Previous Factions:
Araatus(Still in, diff. char.), 1st Street Lokotes, And GSF(when I first joined argo) are the most notable.

[Bounce]

o hai Squeak, nice story 

[Celtic Corpse]

Finally, another guy with a Muslim name.
Nice story.

[Squeak]

It is? I'm sure there's some Grammar errors in there somewhere.. :razz:

[Iceboy]

EC Purple Saints
For OOC purposes only.

Name IG:Kamil Jefferson

Character Story:Our Story will begin with Kamil at age 12 at Wilson Middle school near the First Marcy Projects in 1980.
The air is cool, the breeze soft as a young Kamil Jefferson rides his bike with two friends. They ride to Glen Park, but don't dare cross the river due to The "Crips" on the other side. So, they ride home as they normally due, Kamil being in the front of the pack. An older boy appears and says to Kamil "Hey punk, gimme yo' bike!" Kamil as scared as he was stood his ground. Kamil's friends ride away to leave Kamil to fend for himself. The older boys says "Bi*ch, di'ent you hear me? Gimme yo' bike!" Kamil says nothing and attempts to grab the handlebars from the kid, as he does the older boy strikes Kamil down and rides away with his bike. Kamil being beaten and sore walks home to First Marcy. He walks up to his house and sees a group of men with red bandana's in their back pockets, they call him over. The oldest one who is about 17 says "Hey 'lil brotha' I saw you got jacked two blocks out." Kamil nods yes.
"If you ever need any help with them busta's come see us, 'aight ?" Kamil nods yes again and walks inside.

*FAST FORWARD TO AGE 18, Kamil has been jumped into the Marcey Bloods*
*8:30* "Whas' happenin' witcha' brotha'?" Kamil says to another blood. "Nuttin' man." responds the man. Kamils says "'Ey homie grab 'dat 'gat over there, let's roll on GPC's!" The blood nods and picks up an Automatic MAC-10, and hands it to Kamil.

*FAST FORWARD TO 11:30*
" 'Ey homie, right 'ere!" The Blood driving shuts his lights off. Kamil Leans his head out the window with the MAC in hand and says
" 'EY CRAB *ITCHES!" Kamil unloads his weapon on a group of 4 Crips.

*FAST FORWARD TO next Tuesday*
*Police Storm in through Kamil's front door* "AW SHIT!" Kamil shouts as he is thrown to the floor by six LSPD officers.

*COURT DATE*
"In the Case of Kamil Jefferson, You are guilty of 1 count Manslaughter and Attempted Murder! I Sentence you to 6 years in Santiago State Penitentiary!"
Says the Judge as she slams the gavel.

*Fast forward to 1992*
Kamil arrives at Unity Station and steps off the bus, he looks around at the Graffiti on the walls and syringes in the street.
Kamil heads home to First Marcy and finds O.G Turtle with some of the homboys from Marcey. Turtle embraces him.
" 'Ey homie, there's some people I want you to meet, this young brotha' named 'Hale' "

Previous Characters:
Squeak_Araatus, Squeak_Martinez, David_Mendez and stuff

Previous Factions:
Araatus(Still in, diff. char.), 1st Street Lokotes, And GSF(when I first joined argo) are the most notable.

ACCEPTED

We know your roleplay skills, and your story was alright.
Be sure to check all our rules through again, pick an outsider skin and meet us ingame some time, to prove yourself worthy and make us sure we want you in

Please PM me the information which are needed for your member profile.

[Space-4-Name]

I'm kinda back ^^

[Carhartt]

I'm kinda back ^^

Good to hear mate, welcome back!

[ChaNce]

Good to hear mate, welcome back!

WB mate

[Omri]

EC Purple Saints
For OOC purposes only.

Name IG:Anthony_Tyler

Character Story:

The Birth

The year was 1986 on the 24 May, in the cold gangster city Los Santos area of Idlewood, there was the little Afro-American boy Anthony_Tyler born. He was born at the Hospital by LS Market at 20:05 PM, he was a little normal Afro-American boy, and doctors weighted him to 3,000 grams, which is very normal for a little boy. The little boy was born and named by his mother "Anthony_Tyler". From the beginning, there were already problems with the birth, mother was not cable to give birth to the child of some healthy reasons, she tried to struggle so hard to survive and see her son grow up but it ended she died, doctors declared her dead 23:43 PM. As his mother did not have a husband or boyfriend there was nobody to take care of him and the only option was to put him on a foster home, BUT his mother’s sister wanted to raise him up at her home in Idlewood.

Info

Because of his mom’s death and health, they wanted to check Anthony, they did check his health and condition if he had any problems, it was all okay and he was ready to go to his new home and meet the new world that was ahead of him. Next day the doctors said he was all Okay and could be taking home. All at home was happy that Anthony was a healthy little kid, there were parties at the house and people came for see him.

Youth ( 12 years later )

Anthony was now 12 years old and went in school in Idlewood Primary school, he already had problems with the school because he fought with some other, Anthony was always the boy who got picked by others because his mom died, all the other teased him with it and he could not do anything than beat them all up, he had a rough childhood. He never passed school of the problems he had, he was pretty smart in school but had concentration problems, and that followed to they kicked him out of the school of the following reason “Violent”.
His mother’s sister Teri did not knew what to do with him, she was already busy with working 24/7 to get enough money to pay the rent and get food on the table, which also meant Anthony had a lot of time to be outside with his friends and make illegal actions.
From the start Anthony always saw up to his cousins, they were gangsters in his eyes and he always wanted to be like them, smoking weed and get a gun and living the life.
Legal Issues

In December 2001, Anthony was charged with sexually abusing a woman in a hotel room. According to the complaint, Anthony sodomized the woman and then encouraged his friends to sexually abuse her. Anthony vehemently denied the charges, nothing really happened with that case as it was founded out the woman was a junkie and needed money to a fix. He was really a smart one, keeping an eye on everything.

Present

Now Anthony is 22 years old, and got his own apartment in Idlewood, he just enjoy the life sitting at home with his friends and smoking some hash. He earns his money illegally, selling his weed on the streets to other thugs and kids who want to smoke, it’s a dirty way to earn money and he knows it, he can’t get a job as he aint got an education. He got a girlfriend also Afro-American and he loves her much, he really wants to get a job to take care of her instead of selling weed and giving her money.
Now he is just trying to earn money for him and his girlfriend to get a house in Idlewood and stift a family



Previous Characters:

Omri, Young_Buck

Previous Factions:
Cant remember some atm.



 :ps: I know I made one application before, but I just thought of making a one more better one and detailed, I started a new char to be more active and start RP again seriously. Im sorry for last time I was not that active enough but I promise you guys will see more to me Ingame ,

[Iceboy]

17:00 Local Time
Los Santos; El Corona


Shawn Hale and his homies were sitting in the crib, talking about life in the hood.
After some time, Shawn felt like going out to get some air. “I’ma go get sum’ air an’ smoke a cig’.”

Shawn went outside, and started getting out a cigarette. He shoved the cigarette into his mouth, while attempting to lighten it.
Suddenly Shawn hears some people talk around the corner.
He slowly walks towards the corner, trying to be as quiet as he can. He hides behind a wall and peaks around the corner to see who’s talking. To his surprise he see’s Lance Jackson and some cop talking. Shawn stays all silent, and listens to the words they are saying. He realises that Lance is talking details about the gang, EC Purple Saints.

Shawn slowly and silent walks back towards the house. He throws his cigarette and stomps on it twice before he walks into the house again.
When he gets in, he starts telling the rest of the gang, about what he heard. The gang comes up to the conclusion that Lance is a snitch, and must be done something to.

Shawn and Curtis orders all the gang members to get their weapons ready. A few has a bat, others have Glocks.
As Lance enters the house, the whole gang stands just inside, waiting for him.


‘Sup’?” asks Lance.

“Sup yo’ ask? I tell yo’ wha’s up. Yo’ ass is f**kin’ beat *shouts* UP. In a second.”says Curtis.

“Why yo’ talkin’ like that mayne?” asks Lance.

“Don’ be stupid, punk. We know all about ya’ little talkin’ to cops behind ou’ backs. Yo’ ain’t nothin’ but a snitch.” says Shawn.

“Shii’. Nigga I didn’ mean to be a snitch.”

“Didn’ mean to? Then why are yo’ talkin’ behind our backs yo’ little snitch. Mo’f**ka yo don’ belong here nomore.” shouts Curtis.


Curtis slowly steps forward towards Lance and hits him in the face with his brass knuckle.
Lance starts bleeding as he holds his hands on his face in pain.
Curtis opens the door, and Shawn with the help of a few gang members drags Lance out the door, and behind the building.

“Please nigga’. Don’ do this.” says Lance.

Shawn steps forward and kicks Lance in the stomach. Lance falls to the ground and looks up at the gang. Curtis does a sign to the gangmembers, and they all unholster their guns or grab their bats.

All the members with bats walk towards Lance and starts beating the crap out of him, while he is still on the ground.
Blood is everywhere, and Lance’s face looks all messed up.

Shawn orders the members away, while he steps towards Lance. He looks down at Lance and says “Yo’ won’t be snitchin’ on us anymore, b*tch.”

Shawn gets his Glock out of his waistband and reloads it. He holds his gun towards Lance’s knee while looking at Lance. “This is wha’ yo get fo’ bein’ a snitch, foo’.”. Shawn pulls the trigger and sends a bullet right into Lance’s kneecap.

Lance screams out in pain, as blood flows out everywhere.

“Le’s finish this b*tch” says Curtis as he gets out his Mac and loads a clip to it.
He looks down at Lance and grins, then shoots the whole clip into Lance’s chest. That was the end of Lance Jackson.


Shawn and the other gang members decided to drag Lance’s body into a bag, sprayed “ECPS” on it, and dumped it into a big trashcan nearby.

The gang kept a little distance and kept an eye on the trashcan. As the recycling workers came by, and emptied the trashcan into their big van, the body of Lance was crushed into pieces.
That way Lance Jackson ended up at the recycling station between all the trash. That’s where a snitch belong.

After some time, Lance was officially missing. The police started investigating. When the police asked details from the EC Purple Saints, they only responded that Lance suddenly was gone some day.

The body was never found.

[Omri]

Nice story in deed.

[Hircine]

I would just like to say I think you guys are great rpers and such, but one of your trial members (claimed to be PS Ruffin_West) attacked me and provoked in rp which was fine, but when he started to lose the fight he started he complained that I was stalking him and dming him for no reason which was false.

[Carhartt]

I would just like to say I think you guys are great rpers and such, but one of your trial members (claimed to be PS Ruffin_West) attacked me and provoked in rp which was fine, but when he started to lose the fight he started he complained that I was stalking him and dming him for no reason which was false.

Thanks for the kind words, those complains should go via PM to IceBoy.

[JayL]

@ CK story:

Haha, nice one, I knew you would make a CK story related to cops for my character in gang. Sad to leave you guys though, but my real role is the police one, anyway it was nice to RP a gangster with you guys...

And for those who did not realize why I left the gang, it was because I've been invited into SWAT, and I accepted it. Some of you may get pissed off at me, think I'm a traitor or some shit like it. Well if that's what you think, I say then, see you at the field.

Good luck with keeping the gang going on.